The blood also sprayed onto Di Haotian's body.
However, Di Haotian acted as if he didn't see it. He pulled out the knife again and stabbed it in again.
Like a madman, he stabbed Di Lingyue more than 30 times before he stopped. Di Lingyue, who had already stopped breathing, fell into a pool of blood.
Di Haotian threw the knife on Di Lingyue's body and took out a napkin from the table beside him to wipe his hands.
The snow-white napkin was instantly dyed red.
He wiped one napkin after another.
Di Haotian's black eyes were still calm.
It was as if the one who died wasn't a person, but an ant.
Even the old and young of the Di family couldn't stop him from killing Di Lingyue.
The only thing he regretted was that he didn't kill him earlier.
"Ah!" A scream came from the door.
Li Yuhuai, who had just returned from the kitchen, saw such a bloody and terrifying scene. Di Haotian, who seemed to have come out from hell, was so scared that she screamed.
She fell to the ground.
Di Haotian turned around and looked at her. Li Yuhuai was so scared that her whole body trembled. Her legs were weak and she barely stood up. She turned around and ran.
Not long after she ran, she bumped into someone.
Li Yuhuai was so scared that she screamed again, "Ah ah!"
"Auntie, it's me. What happened?" Lan Wanrou had just finished speaking when she saw Di Haotian coming out of Di Lingyue's room. He was still alive? Her face was filled with joy.
However, when she saw Di Haotian's gloomy eyes, the joy on her face couldn't help but fade.
Since Di Haotian's clothes were all black, she couldn't see that they were stained with blood.
However, she could smell the thick smell of blood in the air.
"He … he killed Lingyue. He killed Lingyue. Call the police. Call the police!" Li Yuhuai's hand was tightly clutching Lan Wanrou's hand.
Lan Wanrou's hand was hurting.
However, Li Yuhuai's words made her expression change. She looked at Di Haotian again.
"Brother Haotian, is this true? Why? "Lan Wanrou asked innocently.
Di Haotian looked at her with a bone-chilling gaze.
Lan Wanrou was startled, and his breathing became erratic.
Why was he looking at her like that?
Lan Wanrou instinctively felt afraid and guilty.
"He killed Ling Yue! He killed Ling Yue! He even killed his own uncle! "Li Yuhuai beat his chest and stamped his feet as he cried.
Di Haotian's eyes turned cold. He took out his gun and fired at Li Yuhuai.
'Bang!'
"Ah!" Li Yuhuai fell to the ground.
Lan Wanrou was so scared that he covered his ears. He looked at Li Yuhuai on the ground, and his face turned pale.
He thought Li Yuhuai was dead, but when he looked again, he saw that she had only been shot in the leg.
However, she had already fainted.
Lan Wanrou was afraid that Di Haotian would shoot again, so he stood in front of Li Yuhuai.
She believed that Di Haotian would not kill her.
She loved him so much.
"Brother Haotian, what's wrong with you? Why are you doing this? " Lan Wanrou cried as he approached Di Haotian. "This is my aunt. You can't kill her. She didn't do anything." As he spoke, he went forward and hugged Di Haotian's hand that was holding the gun. "Brother Haotian, don't be angry. Do you know? Do you know how happy I am knowing that you're still alive? As long as you're alive … "
Di Haotian swung his hand, and Lan Wanrou fell to the ground —
"Ah!" Lan Wanrou fell to the ground.
She looked at Di Haotian in shock. Her originally sickly face was now as white as a corpse.
Di Haotian looked at her condescendingly. "Should I kill you as well?"
"What? Brother Haotian, why … don't you care about me? Why have you changed? You … you've recovered your memory? "Lan Wanrou asked. If she hadn't recovered her memory, Di Haotian wouldn't have treated her like this.
There wasn't a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"Don't tell me that you think … everything that happened in the past should be blamed on me? I thought that even though you lost your memory, you still loved me in your heart. That's why you treated me so well. Isn't that the case? "Lan Wanrou looked at the black muzzle fearlessly. Tears slid down her face. Then she lowered her head. "Alright, if you think it's my fault, then you can shoot me! Dying in your hands is also a kind of happiness for me. It's better than living without you. "
With that, she closed her eyes.
She waited for the moment Di Haotian pulled the trigger.
Di Haotian looked at Lan Wanrou's tear-stained face. His black eyes didn't waver.
In a flash, the raised gun fell. His arm seemed to have lost its strength.
Turning around, he didn't look at Lan Wanrou again and disappeared from Lijing Garden.
Lan Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, but it was also the fear of surviving a disaster.
Di Haotian didn't shoot. Did that mean that he still had feelings for her?
Yes, they grew up together. He definitely couldn't bear to part with her.
After getting into the car, Di Haotian closed his eyes.
His face was still stained with blood.
"Young Master Di?" He Jue stood beside the car.
"The maid by Lan Wanrou's side."
He Jue instantly understood and turned to leave.
Bai Li, who had been hiding in the dark, didn't know what happened. Her neck was twisted just like that.
Her eyes were wide open as if she wanted to know who killed her.
When Di Junbai came back, the house was filled with the smell of blood.
Li Yuhuai's cries could also be heard.
"Auntie, please wait a little longer. The doctor will be here soon." Lan Wanrou comforted her.
Li Yuhuai didn't just have a leg injury. Di Lingyue, who was lying in a pool of blood, had also suffered a heavy blow to her body and soul.
As soon as she saw Di Junbai, Li Yuhuai immediately cried to him, "Junbai, your father was killed by Di Haotian. He was killed by Di Haotian, that heartless person. I've already called the police. The police aren't here yet, but your father's body is still in the room. Go and take a look! How can there be such a crazy person! "
Lan Wanrou said, "Auntie's leg is injured. Everything else is fine. The doctor will be here soon. It's just that Uncle … "
When Di Junbai arrived at Di Lingyue's room, Di Lingyue's body was still there. No one dared to move it.
There was a knife on the body. It was obvious that this knife had stabbed Di Lingyue's body full of holes. It was too horrible to look at.
Di Junbai reached out to take the knife. In the end, he retracted his hand and stood up.
He could use this knife to make some noise, but what good would it do him? No matter whether Di Haotian left this knife on purpose or not, he shouldn't touch it.
Moreover, this matter had nothing to do with him.
Just as he walked out of the room. The police came.
One group went to deal with Di Lingyue's body. The other group went to interrogate everyone in the house.
"May I know who killed him? Did you see it with your own eyes? "The first question the police asked was.
Di Junbai hesitated and didn't say anything.
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